BRITISH PR1CK$

[Verse 1] Angels, angels, angels in the sky, give me some fucking hope At least send me down a rope, so I can climb on up Life's taken a turn, spend too much time in Wetherspoons It's just the perfect place to start before you turn into a cartoon I'm getting older every turn around the clock Hoping we'll drop an album soon so I can get my own keys and lock My mum still calls me up, and yeah, I like that quite a lot I grab onto what I've got 'cause one day I might lose the plot [Verse 2] Ridiculously priced clothеs do my head in But as long as Klarna sticks about for long we'll all be finе I wish you could do buy now pay later in swanky restaurants I'd be out almost every night Yeah, course I'll have the expensive wine Fucking hell [Chorus] Bunch of fucking British pricks Bunch of fucking British pricks Bunch of fucking British pricks Bunch of fucking British pricks, yeah [Verse 3] Walking 'round in our black, white trainers, we think we're famous We're weekend rock stars dating pop stars, I fucking hates it Every weekend, going out on the piss, yeah, we going out raving We spend our paychecks and it's Sunday, I actually rate it [Pre-Chorus] We're noisy, we're rowdy We're fucked up, sit down please We're pissed up, we're mouthy Lads in loose sniff house keys We all sing Arctic Monkeys Can't afford our monthlies Hanging on a Sunday, life is fucking lovely [Chorus] Bunch of fucking British pricks, British pricks, British pricks Bunch of fucking British pricks, bunch of, bunch of Bunch of fucking British pricks Bunch of fucking British pricks Bunch of fucking British pricks Bunch of fucking British pricks [Outro] Angels, angels, angels in the sky When the sun comes down, I'm coming up When I'm coming down, yeah, the sun comes up Angels, angels, angels in the sky We're all a bunch of fucking British pricks British pricks [Pre-Chorus] We're noisy, we're rowdy We're fucked up, sit down please We're pissed up, we're mouthy Lads in loose sniff house keys We all sing Arctic Monkeys Can't afford our monthlies Hanging on a Sunday, life is fucking lovely We're noisy, we're rowdy We're fucked up, sit down please We're pissed up, we're mouthy Lads in loose sniff house keys We all sing Arctic Monkeys Can't afford our monthlies Hanging on a Sunday, life is fucking lovely [Chorus] Bunch of fucking British pricks, British pricks, British pricks Bunch of fucking British pricks, bunch of, bunch of Bunch of fucking British pricks